In the world of cultivating immortals, people can have a XNUMX/XNUMX relationship with anyone

"I thought Yan Siman was so strong, but it turned out that he couldn't even take a single move from the Fu Shen Demon Emperor."

"and many more……"

"Yan Siman couldn't take a move from Demon Emperor Fucan, but Emperor Qing was able to force Demon Emperor Fucan to use three thousand demons and Buddhas. In other words..."

"That's right, if Qing Emperor really takes action, I'm afraid Yan Siman won't be able to take Qing Emperor's move!"

At this moment, countless monks looked at Li Zhoujun in awe.

If the Fu Shen Demon Emperor knew what was happening in the Emperor Meteor battlefield at this moment.

I don't know what I will think.

He did it on his own, but Qing Di pretended to do it. This was really Wuyu's mother opening the door for Wuyu, and Wuyu was at home.

However, when Li Zhoujun faced the awed eyes of these monks, his expression was extremely indifferent.

It seems to be exactly what these monks guessed.

If he really took action seriously, it would be as if Yan Siman couldn't even take one of his own moves.

In fact, Li Zhoujun was still a little ashamed in his heart at this moment.

But now that the atmosphere is here, you still have to keep pretending. Otherwise, how embarrassing will it be?

"Continue shopping?" Li Zhoujun looked at Yan Xuanqing and asked.

After all, his cultivation level has only now broken through to the first-level Immortal Master. Li Zhoujun still wants to continue to look for opportunities from the Emperor's Fall battlefield to see if it is possible to reach a higher level.

"Everyone listens to Mr. Li." Yan Xuanqing said with Li Zhoujun's smile in his eyes.

When countless female monks saw this, they were filled with envy and jealousy.

This woman can actually talk to Qing Emperor so close!

"Qing Emperor, I'll take my leave first." At this moment, Yan Xugui saw that he had nothing to do here, so he said goodbye to Li Zhoujun.

As for Yan Siman's death, Yan Xungui still felt it was a pity.

After all, if Yan Siman is loyal to the Yan clan, then the strength of the Yan clan will naturally rise to a higher level. After all, the Immortal Emperor of the ninth and second realms is not a big deal.

Many of the top powers in the immortal world, such as Yue Qingdai, the master of Daotian Immortal Palace, and Qu Ruxia, the master of Miao Miao Holy Land, are also ninth-grade and second-level immortal emperors.

In fact, from the perspective of strict compliance with the rules, he could also understand Yan Siman's mood. After all, even if the child died, there would still be a husband. However, if the clan rules were not strictly enforced, more and more people would violate the rules.

"If I have a chance someday, I will definitely pay him a visit." Li Zhoujun nodded.

"Okay, I'm just waiting for the arrival of the Qing Emperor." Yan Xungui laughed, silently giving a thumbs up to the junior named Yan Zunli in his heart.

After the words fell, Yan Xungui left.

Then Li Zhoujun also took Yan Xuanqing away from this place and continued to walk deeper into the Emperor's Fall battlefield.

After all, the place where the sword-holding Immortal Emperor fell can only be regarded as the center of the battlefield where the God fell.

When all the monks saw that Qing Emperor had left, they immediately stopped staying here and started wondering what to do and what to do.

However, after entering the Ancient Emperor's battlefield, they can watch powerful men like Qing Emperor take action at close range. As long as they can walk out of the Emperor's Fall battlefield alive, then they will definitely have a chance.

After all, a fight like this between the ninth-grade and third-level Immortal Emperors is not something you can encounter at any time.

Just as Li Zhoujun and Yan Xuanqing continued to walk deeper into the Emperor's Fall battlefield.

In the center of the Emperor's Fall battlefield, under the darkness, there stood a dilapidated palace.

Outside the palace, there was a group of monks wearing silver armor and standing tall.

The leader was a handsome young man who was also wearing silver armor.

However, the young man's armor was much more gorgeous than other monks.

And this young man is none other than the emperor's son of Haotian Immortal Court, Zhang Wenyao.

"Emperor, do you think those people from Tianxian Palace can really get the recognition of the ninth-grade second-order imperial weapon from the town's palace?" A tall immortal monk wearing armor asked Zhang Wenyao .

"The saints and saints of Daotian Palace are still of some standard." Zhang Wenyao said with a slight smile.

Like him, the saint son and saint daughter of Daotian Immortal Palace all became immortal kings at the age of 100.

If his predictions were good now, he should be similar to himself now, with a cultivation level of the ninth-grade Immortal Emperor Realm.

Thinking about this, Zhang Wenyao glanced behind him and said solemnly: "The Qing Emperor has stopped fighting with various emperors. I'm afraid more people will come here later, but this palace limits the talents of monks under the Immortal Emperor. Enter.

If a powerful Immortal Emperor enters by force, this palace will self-destruct. Presumably no Immortal Emperor will come. At that time, you will ask your two ninth-grade Immortal Lord men who are guarding the periphery of this palace to continue to drive away people coming and going.

If these people don't listen to the advice, they will be killed without mercy. If they encounter opponents, let your two men ask for help from the Immortal Emperor Shooting the Sun who is secretly sent by your father to follow them. "

The Shooting Sun Immortal Emperor is one of the five Immortal Emperors under Haotian Immortal Court and Haotian Immortal Emperor. He has the cultivation level of a seventh-grade Immortal Emperor.

"He is the emperor's son, but there is a saying that the Qing Emperor is really powerful. He actually defeated the great elder of the ancient Zhenjian clan with one shot. With a cold snort, he even broke the severe spell cast by the ninth-grade third-level immortal emperor. The strongest magical power in the clan." The tall immortal monk first seriously obeyed Zhang Wenyao's order, and then said with emotion on his face.

This tall monk, the Immortal Master, is a ninth-grade Immortal Master and Zhang Wenyao's protector, named Palm Thunder God General.

He is in charge of the thunder in the world under the rule of Haotian Immortal Court. Whenever it rains, he will send a clone to arrive in that world and use magical powers to bring down the thunder.

While the Thunder God General was speaking, he had already transmitted the order to the two ninth-grade Immortal Lord men who were guarding the outside of the town's palace.

Having said that, although they are both ninth-level immortals, the reason why the ninth-level immortals guarding the outside of Zhenbian Palace is only the subordinate of the thunder god general is actually very simple.

That is, if the two of them join forces, neither of them is a match for the Thunder God General.

At this moment, Zhang Wenyao glanced at the Thunder God General and said with a smile: "Indeed, the strength of the Qing Emperor is beyond the reach of even my father. Perhaps only my ancestor of the Zhang family who has been in seclusion since the last era can compete with him. A battle.”

Just when Zhang Wenyao was talking with the Thunder God General.

A great sun-level elder of the ninth-level Immortal Realm of Daotian Immortal Palace, followed behind him by a pair of extraordinary-looking young men and women, and a group of true disciples of Daotian Immortal Palace, left the Zhenbian Palace. come out.

"Zhang Wenyao!" In the Daotian Immortal Palace, behind the Sun-level elder, the extraordinary-looking young man suddenly showed a dignified look on his face after seeing Zhang Wenyao guarding the gate of the Zhenbian Palace.

He is the holy son of Daotian Immortal Palace, Han Tiansong, a cultivator in the ninth-level Immortal Emperor realm.

Next to him, the woman with picturesque features is Han Qingge, the saint of Daotian Immortal Palace and Han Tiansong's biological sister.

"Why, Great Sage Han, you Daotian Immortal Palace took advantage of many strong men to watch the Qing Emperor fight with many Immortal Emperors, and quietly touched this palace, don't you allow me to come and wait for it once and for all?" Zhang Wenyao smiled. laugh:

"Don't think that the seventh-grade Immortal Emperor from your Daotian Immortal Palace can help you. I, the Shooting Sun Immortal Emperor from the Haotian Immortal Palace, also came here this time, and the ninth-grade second-grade Immortal Emperor from the Zhenbian Palace. The first-class imperial weapon belongs to those who are capable. If you win, you will naturally take the imperial weapon and leave. If you lose, you will obediently offer the ninth-grade second-class imperial weapon of Zhenbian Palace, the Sky-shattering Drum."

When everyone in Daotian Immortal Palace heard this, their faces turned ugly instantly.